Cut of the wrist to stop the pain
but I cant stop it just like I cant stop the rain
for pain comes through hate and love the same
and love is the reason why I have pain
I love to much, which will bring me to me doom
so I sit and I sulk all alone in my room
its not anyone’s fault but mine
I don’t think things through I waste my time
so I sit and I cut to pass the time away
people always leave me they never stay
I fall in love but they always seem to leave
so I sit and I cut, I sit and I bleed
passing the time by with time dull dirty knife
to the end of my pain and the end of this life
this was written when i was 13, i wrote it one week before i tried to do what it said, i did try but i relirealizedparents and family and friends, coulcouldn'te for me to go even though i thought it would be better. AdivAdviceall who have given up hope. keep strong and never give up.
